Carved in repose


He : I will stay by your side
She : Until ?
He : Until the world forgetsthe trees and forestthe stars forget to shinethe wind forgets to sigh
She :What kind of world would that be?
He :Ours.
She :Not mine. I need beauty to exist.

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For magpietales








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Published on March 23, 2015 03:38
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